For the entirety of the year, I rip pictures of various objects I might want for Christmas out of magazines and stick them into an envelope that I then magnet to the fridge (yep, I just made magnet into a verb)((holy complete lack of topic transition, Batman!)). Around Thanksgiving, I like to open said envelope and get a good little laugh over the things that captured my heart for long enough that I am willing to put out the effort of cutting and placing. The packet was small this year, consisting of a list of books I’d like, a bright orange blazer, and a small cut out of a UV toothbrush sanitizer. Mmhmm. A UV toothbrush sanitizer. I was a little amused for awhile and laughed at how nondiscriminatory I’d become with my gift-wanting. And then I realized… I totally still want this. So, Mom, if you’re reading this…
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Bookends: Conferences and Other Happenings
All she wants for Christmas is a Za- Za Zapi

